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Brooklyn Nine-Nine: The Great Bun Heist

            INT. 99TH PRECINCT - BULLPEN - MORNING

The usual hustle and bustle fill the room. CHARLES enters, holding a large cake container filled with delicious cinnamon buns.

CHARLES: (excited) Behold! The finest cinnamon buns in all of New York, imported from Sweden! And just in time for National Cinnamon Bun Day!

TERRY: (intrigued) Ooh, that's today?

GINA: (disinterested) Anyone who cares about internet holidays is instantly ten points down in my respect book.

AMY: (defensive) They're great for morale, Gina.

ROSA: (grunts, uninterested) Hmph.

JAKE: (grinning) Alright, team, let's get started on our... (dramatic pause) BUN heist!

The group collectively groans, Gina rolls her eyes.

HOLT: Are you suggesting we steal your buns, Boyle?

CHARLES: I wouldn't have it any other way, sir! Under one condition... (serious) All members of the Nine-Nine must participate.

JAKE: (pleased) Oooh, sounds like a challenge!

CHARLES: From this moment on, the game is afoot. (nervous giggle) Now where do I put these magnificent buns?

TERRY: (points to break room) Put them in the breakroom.

Charles exits to the break room. The rest of the team exchange sly grins.

INT. 99TH PRECINCT - BREAKROOM - MOMENTS LATER

Charles stashes the cake container with buns inside a locker.

CHARLES: (under his breath) A hidden location and the keys kept top secret... (chuckles) Good luck, everyone...

INT. 99TH PRECINCT - BULLPEN - CONTINUOUS

Jake, Amy, and Rosa huddle together, whispering about their strategies. The camera spins around to reveal Terry and Holt behind them.

TERRY: Lunch at Beatrix's Bistro for the winner, and their team?

HOLT: (smirking) Oh Terry, prepare to eat your words... and a free meal on me.

TERRY: (laughs) We'll see about that, Captain. We'll see...

Sudden close-ups of each character's face - their eyes ablaze with determination. The screen goes dark.

TO BE CONTINUED.
            

Brooklyn Nine-Nine: Freeze Tag Fiasco

            INT. BROOKLYN NINE-NINE PRECINCT - BULLPEN - MORNING

JAKE and CHARLES are sitting at their desks, discussing a wild case from the night before.

JAKE
Wait, so you're telling me the perp was dressed as a giant lobster? How did he get away?

CHARLES
Simple. He blended in with the lobster mascot crowd. It was a seafood's worst nightmare.

AMY enters, unfolding a flyer.

AMY
Guys, you'll never believe what I found: a community-wide freeze tag tournament. (excited) And there's a cash prize!

ROSA
(groaning)
Are we really doing this? It sounds like a waste of our time.

TERRY enters, overhearing the conversation.

TERRY
Please, not another one of your team-building exercises, Santiago. Every time we do one, it becomes a bloodbath.

AMY
(reluctant)
Remember paintball? I still have bruises. But this time, it'll be different. We could use the prize money for office upgrades.

Gina waltzes in, eavesdropping on the conversation.

GINA
Office upgrades? Sounds like a great way to install a personal spa for Gina Linetti.

HOLT enters, hearing the commotion.

HOLT
This better not be another ridiculous competition. I hope everyone remembers the incident with the trivia night.

AMY
(quickly)
No, sir, we've learned our lesson.

JAKE
(smiling)
But Captain, think about it. The Nine-Nine, dominating the streets of Brooklyn in an epic freeze tag battle?

HOLT
(struggling to hold back a smile)
Fine. But if things go awry, I expect you all to handle it professionally.

INT. BROOKLYN PARK - AFTERNOON

The precinct has gathered together wearing team shirts, preparing for the tournament.

AMY
(strategy mode)
Alright, team. I've split us into groups - Freeze and Thaw. Jake, Rosa, and Charles are Freeze, and Terry, Holt, and I are Thaw. Gina, you'll rove and provide support.

JAKE
(admiring his Freeze Tag shirt)
Now *this* is the kind of police work I signed up for.

CHARLES
Seriously though, do we have an actual strategy? I don't want to let anyone down.

ROSA
You won't. You'll just distract people with the weird faces you make when you're running.

GINA
You guys take this too seriously. Watch and learn from the master.

The tournament begins in chaos, as participants dart around, freezing and unfreezing each other. As the day progresses, the Nine-Nine members stick together, slowly removing other teams from the competition.

INT. BROOKLYN PARK - NIGHT

Only the Nine-Nine and another tough-looking team remain.

AMY
Alright, one last push. We've got this!

TO BE CONTINUED
            

Brooklyn Nine-Nine: Lights Out

            INT. BROOKLYN NINE-NINE – BULLPEN – DAY

The precinct is in bustling mode. Jake is seen dunking a ball into a trash can, which is being held by Terry looking slightly annoyed.

JAKE: (shouting) Boom! Nothing but net, Sarge!

TERRY: (sighs) Jake, we got work to do!

AMY: Yeah, Jake, we just got a new case.

Jake throws one last shot and starts spinning on his chair. Amy looks at her watch.

JAKE: Alright, I'll hear you out, but this better be good.

CUT TO:

INT. BROOKLYN NINE-NINE – SQUAD ROOM – DAY

The team gathers around a large TV. Amy and Rosa stand at the front, and the rest of the squad is on various chairs.

AMY: We received a report of a possible arson case at a warehouse tonight. We've been given the task of providing support and back up.

CHARLES: Great, more warehouse duty.

ROSA: Which is why we are here – to prevent the arson from happening.

Gina enters the room, holding a crystal.

GINA: I foresaw this moment. The spirits whispered it in my ear.

TERRY: Gina, we literally just told you the plan 2 minutes ago.

GINA: Well excuse me for channeling my mystic powers.

Jake rolls his eyes and smirks.

JAKE: Okay, Boyle and I will try to identify possible suspects. Rosa, you gather the equipment we'll need. Terry can gather more intel on the location. Amy will…

AMY: (interrupts Jake) Coordinate everything. I already started an hour ago.

JAKE: (impressed) My amazing, beautiful, organization-obsessed wife!

CHARLES: Let's roll!

CUT TO:

INT. BROOKLYN NINE-NINE – BULLPEN – DAY

Hitchcock and Scully are seen eating bananas.

HITCHCOCK: Oh! We're joining too, right?

SCULLY: Yeah, the monkeys in our stomachs are demanding more bananas!

Jake looks at them with disbelief.


CUT TO:

EXT. WAREHOUSE – NIGHT

The team meets at a dimly lit warehouse. The mood is tense with everyone wearing tactical gear.

TERRY: We have another squad on the east side of the building. We'll enter through the west.

JAKE (whispering): Terry, take Rosa and Charles with you. Amy and I will scout the rooftop.

TERRY: Copy that. Break!

The teams separate and approach the warehouse from different directions. TO BE CONTINUED.
            

Brooklyn Nine-Nine: The Remote Contender

            INT. 99TH PRECINCT - BULLPEN - DAY

The detectives are working on their cases. Jake is sitting at his desk, reading a case file. Terry is standing next to him, talking.

TERRY
I need you to focus, Peralta. This case is important and you need to have it wrapped up by the end of the day!

JAKE
You got it, Terry! I am laser-focused.

Jake's phone buzzes. He picks it up and notices a text message from Charles.

'Party at my place tonight. Don't forget bringing the remote-controlled cars!'

Jake smirks and approaches Charles' desk.

JAKE (whispering)
Charles, your message was very confusing. Remote-controlled cars? Is it code for something illegal?

CHARLES
No, haven't you heard? The RC car races are the new rage. Everyone's doing it!

Jake looks intrigued. Across the bullpen, Rosa is listening to the conversation.

ROSA
You've got to be kidding me, Boyle. No one does that anymore.

Gina rolls in on a pair of rollerblades.

GINA
I'm sorry, I couldn't help but overhear your conversation and as your resident trendsetter, I would like to clarify that the kids are indeed into the RC car thing. Plus, tonight's a race.

JAKE
Well then, count me in!

INT. CHARLES' APARTMENT - NIGHT

The detectives have gathered for the remote-controlled car race. Charles is setting up the racetracks.

CHARLES
Thanks for coming, everyone! The race will begin as soon as we finish setting up the tracks.

Jake is eager to participate.

JAKE (singing to the tune of 'Eye of the Tiger')
It's the thrill of the race, putting cars in their place...

Amy snickers.

AMY
Really, Jake? That's your hype song?

Just then, Captain Holt and Kevin enter the apartment.

HOLT
Good evening. Did we arrive in time for this friendly reindeer game?

The group is visibly surprised.

JAKE
Yes, Captain, you're just in time! Wait, are you two participating?

HOLT
Indeed. A couple that competes together, stays together.

CHARLES
Alright, everyone. Prepare your cars and let's start this race!

Everyone lines up their cars.

Suddenly, they hear the sound of sirens outside the apartment.

RADIO (V.O.)
All units near 7th Ave, please respond to a high-speed robbery in progress.

JAKE
Sorry, guys. Duty calls, the race will have to wait.

The detectives grab their belongings and rush out of the apartment.

TO BE CONTINUED
            

Brooklyn Nine-Nine: Stolen Cupcakes

            INT. 99TH PRECINCT – BULLPEN – DAY

JAKE (humming): Heading to Rosa's birthday party tonight, let's prepare a fun surprise! (mischievously smiles)

AMY (enthusiastically): Yeah! Let's bake cupcakes with hidden messages!

CHARLES (agreeing): Ohh, I like that!

TERRY (piping up): I think that's a bad idea. Rosa hates surprises.

JAKE: C'mon Terry, where's your sense of adventure? We'll make it a game. She'll love it.

CUT TO:

INT. CHARLES' APARTMENT – NIGHT

Jake, Amy, Charles, and Terry are in Charles' kitchen baking cupcakes. Jake cautiously adds food coloring to one of the cupcakes.

JAKE (grinning): This cupcake will turn Rosa's mouth blue for hours! Best prank ever.

TERRY (shaking his head): You know she's going to make you pay for that.

AMY (agreeing): She really will Jake.

CUT TO:

INT. 99TH PRECINCT – BULLPEN – DAY

Rosa enters the precinct with Gina. They appear to be in a heated conversation. The rest of the squad listens in from their desks.

ROSA (frustrated): Gina, I don't want a big deal made out of my birthday.

GINA (rolling her eyes): Fine. I canceled the party supplies.

The squad exchanges nervous glances.

CUT TO:

INT. SQUAD ROOM – LOCKER ROOM – DAY

The squad is gathered, and Terry is holding a tray of cupcakes with hidden messages.

TERRY (sighs): Everyone ready for Rosa's big surprise?

JAKE: The prank is gonna be epic!

AMY (nervously): I can't wait to see her expression.

CUT TO:

INT. 99TH PRECINCT – BULLPEN – DAY

Rosa is at her desk when the squad approaches with the tray of cupcakes. She looks suspicious.

AMY (excited): Happy birthday, Rosa! We made you some cupcakes!

ROSA (raising an eyebrow): Is this a prank?

JAKE (feigning innocence): What? No! We promised no party, so we made cupcakes.

Rosa looks around, glares at Jake, and picks up a cupcake. She hesitates, then takes a bite. The squad watches her expectantly.

ROSA (mouth blue): What the hell, guys?

Everyone laughs, except for Rosa, who chases Jake around the precinct.

JAKE (running): I'm so sorry, Rosa! I didn't think you'd actually eat it!

HOLT (sternly): Peralta! Diaz! My office now!

The two stop in their tracks and prepare for a reprimand. Meanwhile, Amy looks down at the remaining cupcakes and realizes...

AMY (alarmed): Oh no! The cupcakes with the hidden messages are gone!

CUT TO:

EXT. 99TH PRECINCT – DAY

A MYSTERIOUS FIGURE, hooded and masked, walks away from the precinct, holding a bag filled with the stolen cupcakes containing the hidden messages.

TO BE CONTINUED.
            

Brooklyn Nine-Nine: Office Olympics

            INT. PRECINCT - BULLPEN - DAY

The squad gathers around the BULLETIN BOARD. JAKE enters enthusiastically.

JAKE: Gather 'round everyone, it's time to announce the first annual Brooklyn Nine-Nine Office Olympics!

AMY (excited): I love the sound of that!

ROSA (deadpan): Already sounds exhausting.

TERRY (curious): What's the idea, Jake?

JAKE: It's simple. We split into teams and compete in a series of office-related events. Winner earns 2 days of extra vacation days and eternal glory!

CHARLES (whispers to Rosa): Dad-mode Jake is back...

HOLT enters scene.

HOLT: Actually Peralta, I've decided time spent on something like this might be frivolous, given the urgency of cases we need to solve.

JAKE (disappointed): But, Captain...

HOLT (tops Jake): However, I have factored in that morale is crucial for productivity, so I will allow this competition on one condition...

JAKE (raising his eyebrows): Which is?

HOLT (smirking): That I also participate.

The squad, surprised and excited, starts chattering.

AMY: Oh, I'm definitely winning this!

ROSA: No way, Santiago. I'm taking this.

TERRY: May the best sergeant win, ladies.

Gina, who had been live streaming the conversation, gleefully rubs her hands together.

GINA: This is social media gold.

INT. PRECINCT - BREAK ROOM - DAY

The squad gathers at the table with the RULES displayed on Amy's laptop. Everyone picks out their team names.

AMY (proud): The Nerd Geniuses.

ROSA: The Leather Jackets.

TERRY: The Couscous Crushers. Cooking is my passion, don't judge.

CHARLES: Emotional Wrecking Balls.

JAKE: Handsomes United.

HOLT: Holt's Victorious Vanguard.

AMY (reading the rule): Events will be drawn from a hat. Each team will compete, with points awarded based on finish order.

CUT TO:

MONTAGE - OFFICE OLYMPIC EVENTS

- Swivel Chair Relay Race

- Speed Filing Contest

- Stapler Slam Dunk

- Photocopier Efficiency Test

RETURN TO:

INT. PRECINCT - BULLPEN - DAY

The scoreboard reads:

1. Holt's Victorious Vanguard - 16 Points

2. Handsomes United - 15 Points

3. The Couscous Crushers - 12 Points

4. The Nerd Geniuses - 10 Points

5. The Leather Jackets - 9 Points

6. Emotional Wrecking Balls - 4 Points

JAKE (excited): Alright, everyone! It's time for the final event. Settle up and I'll announce what it is!

The squad gathers around Jake. As he's just about to announce the final event, a CRIME ALERT message pops up on the screens.

AMY (concerned): Guys, we just received an alert for a possible hostage situation at the courthouse!

Holt shifts into serious mode, and addresses the squad.

HOLT: This takes priority over everything else. Gather the necessary gear, let's put an end to this.

TO BE CONTINUED
            

Brooklyn Nine-Nine: The Taco Takedown

            INT. BROOKLYN NINE-NINE - BULLPEN - MORNING

It's a typical morning at Brooklyn's 99th precinct. Detectives converse as CAPTAIN HOLT enters the bullpen.

HOLT
Attention, everyone. I have an announcement. It appears that several taco trucks in Brooklyn have been robbed, and it's our job to find the culprits.

JAKE
Taco takedown! I am in for this. Diaz, are you with me?

ROSA
You know I love me some tacos. But first, we've got to figure out any connections between the trucks.

JAKE
*whispers* And grab some delicious tacos on the way.

AMY
*looking at the board* It seems like all trucks have been robbed on the same day of the week. Taco Tuesdays.

TERRY
*concerned* This is a tragedy. Taco Tuesday is sacred.

CHARLES
I've discovered that all the trucks serve a special ingredient. Ghost peppers!

GINA
That sounds too spicy for human consumption.

ROSA
You think that's too spicy? I sprinkle ghost peppers on my cereal.

HOLT
Peralta, gather a team to investigate further. The rest of you, monitor nearby taco trucks and bring me regular updates.

JAKE
*excited* Yes, mission accepted! It's time for the Taco Takedown Task Force. Diaz, Amy, and Boyle, let's taco 'bout this case.

EXT. BROOKLYN - TACO TRUCK - DAY

Jake, Amy, Rosa, and Charles are at a taco truck eating while strategizing.

AMY
*looking over notes* The first robbery happened at the El Diablo truck on 5th and Cypress. The truck was later found abandoned near a warehouse.

JAKE
*organizing photos* We've got the footage of the suspect from the third robbery. Hard to get a clear look at the face, but definitely a tall man, around 6'2".

CHARLES
What if these tacos are so important that someone wants the recipe to make a fortune off it?

ROSA
Let's not get carried away, Boyle.

JAKE
Wait, maybe Boyle's on to something here. Every taco truck hit was serving these ghost pepper tacos.

AMY
We should check out the warehouse where the first truck was found. We might find some leads there.

ROSA
Agreed. Let's gear up.

EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY

The detectives arrive at the warehouse, preparing for action.

JAKE
Alright, let's move in. Slow and stealthy.

AMY
Jake, you go left, and I'll check the right side of the warehouse.

CHARLES
And I'll stay here with my taco binoculars to be on the watch.

JAKE
You have taco binoculars? Why am I not surprised?

The detectives enter the warehouse. Rosa notices footprints leading to a door.

ROSA
Footprints. This way!

The team gathers around the door, as Jake kicks it down.

INT. WAREHOUSE - CONTINUOUS

Inside is a room filled with thousands of ghost peppers, a table covered in stolen cash, and the TACO BANDIT (a tall man wearing a luchador mask).

TACO BANDIT
Who are you?! How did you find my secret lair?!

CHARLES
It's over, Taco Bandit. You're under arrest.

A tense standoff ensues as Jake and the team prepare to take the Taco Bandit into custody.

TO BE CONTINUED